Clockworked

Lyrics

[Intro] So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question [Chorus: Drew York] Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself, I ain't doin' that shit Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit [Post-Chorus] So don't think, don't fucking question So don't think, don't fucking question [Verse 1: Drew York] Throw your dreams down the drain Everyone accepts it, everything's the same Conditioned, the mission is "stay in your lane" Decisions are given, you can't remain Outside the lines, id5ntity's a crime Give the hiv5 what it needs but I do not believe Exit doors hold empty promises And all I want is to exist [Chorus: Drew York] Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself, I ain't doin' that shit Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself, 'cause I ain't doin' that shit [Verse 2: Drew York] Wined and dined to walk the line A nationwide brain-rot happening in real time So smooth inside that head, you can't resist Yeah, you got someone washin' it Open those eyelids Your ass got clockworked Awkward, isn't it? Damn, you've been giving it all No masters, take the balls off these bastards They don't run this [Verse 3: Florent Salfati, Florent Salfati & Drew York] �coute, b�tard You don't wanna see me at your dwelling Bitch, I gift you the end of days Burnt on the bullshit you been selling Break that brick through the window frame Gimme that gasolina I got matches that match your name My protest is never peaceful Death to my enemies Death to evil My protest is never peaceful Death to my enemies Death to evil [Chorus: Drew York] Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit Woah Don't think? Don't think? Don't fucking question it? No Not even a little bit? You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit [Outro: Drew York] Woah Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked No Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked Woah Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked No You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit